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Chapter 305: Chapter 305 Angel Chapter 305: Chapter 305 Angel This place was a very sinister hall.

The dim and obscure shadows, the strangely-shaped stone carvings, and the twisted, mysterious patterns etched on the walls all around, along with the suspicious red paint on those patterns, all came together to fill this subterranean hall with an air as if it were the headquarters of some evil cult.

In the center of this gloomy hall, on the ground, there was a hexagram pattern about ten meters in radius, drawn in silver-white lines. Gold lines and gemstones representing planets adorned the constellation-like objects, distributed in some hidden order among the eleven triangular zones divided by the hexagram. However, if someone knowledgeable saw them, they would realize that these patterns were unheard of–their shapes may resemble constellations, but what they depicted was definitely not any constellation seen from Earth.

At the center of this hexagram, in the equilateral hexagonal area, there was a pit that sunk downward into pitch darkness, making it impossible to discern what lay beneath this cavity.

Six figures, as still as statues, stood at the six points of the hexagram, each one exuding an aura so dark it was as if they wanted to write “I am the ultimate villain” on their backs.

Their attire was quite strange–all were dressed in black robes that from the outside appeared to be a modified version of missionary clothes. It was hard to imagine that in this day and age anyone outside of a church would wear such attire as their daily dress. All six individuals wore bizarre white masks devoid of facial features, just a smooth, curved surface, with only a red gemstone-like object at the center of the masks that looked particularly eerie.

“These past few days, our operations in the Chinese region seem to have encountered a little accident,” a figure suddenly broke the Silence, and from beneath the strange mask came a voice that was neither male nor female, sounding nauseating, “Poseidon, that’s the zone you were in charge of, right?”

“Mm,” the masked figure standing in the southeast corner of the hexagram replied in a low voice that carried the same eerie tone, “Strictly speaking, it was the region under Medusa’s responsibility that faced failure. Not only were multiple operations exposed in succession, but there was also a loss of a Shishen God Level member yesterday.”

“Shishen God Level?” the inquiring masked figure paused, “Even though Shishen God Level’s combat strength isn’t high, and we haven’t yet obtained the true Divine Power, that should at least correspond to an S-level Superpower User. How could they fail so easily? Did they get killed by the Superpower Team?”

Poseidon hesitated slightly, then answered with a not-so-certain feeling, “No, according to information sent by that Servant God before they fell, it seems there were only two people, an ordinary-looking young man and a little girl who seemed to be only about ten years old. But preliminary estimates suggest that the man’s strength is very likely above SS level–Possibility as high as eighty percent.”

“SS level…” another masked figure murmured to themselves, “There are probably only a handful of Superpower Users worldwide that have reached that level, and they are all under our surveillance. But now there seems to be an SS-level Superpower User that’s not on our list. Could it be that the Chinese Superpower Team has been hiding this kind of strength all along?”

“At the moment, we can’t confirm if they are members of the Superpower Team, but there’s no doubt the Superpower Team has hidden strengths. Moreover, we suspect that this hidden strength is not simply confined to Superpower Users,” Poseidon spread his hands, his voice tinged with hints of doubt, “The Special Envoy sent by the Tower of Babel to contact Medusa was attacked after completing the first transaction, sustained serious injuries. As far as I know, that muscle-enhanced Special Envoy was injured by a strange mechanical Monster.”

“Mechanical Monster?”

The masked figures looked at each other–well, making such a gesture while separated by masks that were as shiny as Mirrors did seem peculiar–they exchanged a look, and then the shortest of them shrugged their shoulders and said, “They have mastered such Technology? Creating robots that can fight Superpower Users? That’s impossible, even we don’t have the strength to develop such things…”

“But the thing does exist,” Poseidon interrupted, “and please note this: a mechanical Monster, even if it’s an immense fear, is unlikely to cause cognitive confusion in a Superpower User. Therefore, it’s probably not a robot in the conventional sense. The Chinese might be researching something specifically designed to counter Superpower Users…”

“Don’t make such blind conjectures without sufficient information–that could lead us into a huge misconception…”

The relationship between the shorter masked figure and Poseidon didn’t seem very friendly, as he again interrupted Poseidon and pointedly criticized him. But, as he was speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden noise.

The first movement of the Symphony of Destiny unexpectedly surged with an unprecedented majestic presence in this solemn hall, playing out the classic sequence of four brief loud notes before abruptly fading away.

Silence.

An awkward pause.

As if a bleak autumn wind blew through in an instant, every dubious masked figure displayed a drop of quite literal cold sweat on their forehead, and then the tall masked figure standing in the eastern position suddenly spoke, “Artemis, your phone… it rang.”

“…Mm.”

The shorter masked figure remained motionless, only a sheepish sound came from beneath the mask.

“It’s just a text message…”

“Uh…”

“I subscribed to a weather forecast…”

“Oh…”

Then, there was a collective silence, several minutes of it, within this most hidden base of Olympus, the world’s greatest Evil Axis fell entirely into a subtle quietude. Then, the tallest of the masked men suddenly spoke in a low voice, “I always feel like I want to cry all of a sudden…”

“…Ah, yes…”

“Artemis, from now on, set it to mute. This is really too moving…”

As the sinister and solemn atmosphere created by the Earth’s largest Evil Axis organization was distorted into a rather delicate realm by an out-of-the-blue text message, a respectful voice suddenly echoed in the vast and dim hall: “My Lords, Main Gods, we have discovered something.”

“What is it? To disturb us at this time?”

Poseidon spoke in a displeased tone.

The voice immediately took on a distinct fear, yet spoke firmly, “Please forgive me, but this discovery is too important. The Main Gods will surely be interested…”

There was an unmistakable excitement and firm confidence in the voice.

By now, Artemis had recovered from the awkwardness caused by the timing of the text message and lifted her head slightly, saying, “All right, let’s see.”

Accompanied by a faint sizzling sound, the hexagram at the feet of the masked men began to change, with lines and constellations gradually emerging in a faint glow. Beneath the equilateral hexagon in the center of the hexagram, a smooth, mirror-like object began to rise, brightening as it ascended until a clear holographic projection formed above it–turning out to be a three-dimensional device.

“What is this!?”

Upon seeing the scene that appeared in the projection, nearly all of the masked men couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

Initially, the projection showed darkness with only a few distant stars. Then, the view gradually shifted, slowly revealing a hint of blue and white light from the left side. The light expanded, forming a curve–that was Earth!

This footage was captured from outer space!

But it wasn’t this that caused the Olympus’s highest leaders in masks to exclaim in shock. What truly astonished them was the dazzling white object that swooshed across the screen barely five seconds after the horizon appeared.

“Quick… rewind the footage! Slow it down! Damn it… is there a clearer image?”

In his excitement, one of the masked figures, who had always maintained a pretentious solemnity and pride, also abandoned restraint, shouting out loud, and his command was carried out in the next moment.

The footage on the projection rapidly rewound to the moment when the horizon had just appeared, then slowly advanced.

The white object reappeared, this time very clear.

It was a girl in a white long dress, with mercury-like silver hair and golden pupils that definitely did not belong to humans, as well as a supernal beauty of a face that transcended the mortal world. The girl’s face was adorned with a faint smile, as if she was eternally immersed in mellow joy, untouched by all the sorrows of the world. A soft halo enveloped her, and just seeing her through the holographic projection invoked an endless sense of sanctity. As the footage progressed, the large white wings behind the girl finally came into full view for everyone…

Even slowed several times, the girl’s image lasted for less than ten seconds on the screen before she disappeared from sight with a brilliant trail… alright, a halo.

After the brief footage ended, the entire hall was still immersed in silence.

“What… what did you see?”

Poseidon’s voice trembled slightly, asking in an unusual tone, not really expecting an answer. But in the next second, he provided one himself: “A Divine Envoy… the first glimpse of dawn for our long-standing efforts! They indeed still exist! They are truly undying! We…”

“Calm down!” the tallest one suddenly commanded, yet even though he raised his voice, it hardly sounded calmer, “Poseidon, calm down. We can’t be sure of anything yet, nothing at all. Even if the Gods are truly alive, we can’t be certain… They might not accept us, they might not allow mortals to become Heavenly Gods again…”

“Zeus, you’re right,” Poseidon’s voice gradually steadied, “but we must take action… Human exploration of space has long since commenced, but only we have glimpsed an angel in the universe for the first time. This must be a friendly hint from the Gods–they have often helped mortals ascend to Heavenly God status in the ancient mythological era. Perhaps after so many years, they have finally decided to resume such work. We need to respond, to show our respectful acceptance of this grace… Where did the Angel go? Is there a track? We must find more directions from the Gods…”

As Poseidon’s voice fell, a respectful yet excited response arose in the hall: “The Envoy’s speed was extremely fast, far exceeding the limits of any known human vehicle. We can only infer her final destination based on the direction she last disappeared in–possibly the Moon.”

“The Moon… the Moon…” the tall figure known as Zeus repeated softly, “Yes, we should have thought of it earlier, the ancient Moon that has hung over the heads of humankind, bearing countless mysteries… Change of plans, we must act immediately, and pause the negotiations with the Tower of Babel…”(To be continued. For more chapters, please visit www.NovelFire.net, support the author, and support genuine reading!)

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